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Mar 2017
kisses turn into monsters my
mind can't conjure up
they leave an ocean of pinks, purples, and blues,
yet I say nothing

this sharp - teethed demon
comes after me as fast as
a bullet can go

in my head,
i run rapidly, to the edge of the world,
but physically,
i stay as still as the sea

if I move,
he will come after me at supersonic speed
and i'll drown deeper
under these pink sheets
*for all of those whos consent has been violated*
Aspen S
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Aspen S  22/Gender Fluid/lingering in the shadows
(22/Gender Fluid/lingering in the shadows)   
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     ---, Aishah, Bianca Reyes and unnamed
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